Clark stooped in front of the gravestone studying it. A beautiful angel was carved at the top. There were the initials L.L.K. below that and 96 years on this earth after that. It was pretty obvious that he couldn't have put Lois Lane Kent and the years she had lived from. He had also added two messages: 'Loving wife and mother.' and 'Do not weep for me. I am not here but with my Lord.' It sounded like something Lois would say.

He had to tell his mom what had happened, so she could be buried in the Kent cemetery and so he could make all the arrangements. He couldn't imagine what his older self felt about this. He felt so many things.

"Lois, one of the first things I remember about you is that you hate uncomfortable silences," said Clark as a tear rolled down his cheek, "so I'm going to talk. I feel guilty that I couldn't save you and guilty about the way I've treated you. If you could answer me, you'd laugh and say, 'what stupid things to feel guilty about!' I feel like a part of me is gone. There's a huge terrible ache in my heart that I feel like will never heal. I'm relying on God and the knowledge that I haven't lost you completely to get me through this. Family and friends help too. I brought you lilies. I know you like them. I also know this was a once in a lifetime love that I haven't really gotten a chance to experience yet, but I can speak for both Clarks when I say, I will only ever love you in that special way. I bet you're giving the angels a hard time up there and having the time of your life."

He felt a hand on his shoulder and looked up. Lois was there. Young Lois.

"Chloe told me you were here. Only you could get so attached to a person in three days," she didn't say it harshly but tenderly.

Clark stood up and hugged her tight.

"I was only gone a week," she said, but she returned the hug.

"Lois, do you want to go get some coffee at the Talon?"

"Sure."

"With lots of cream and sugar?"

"Of course."

They held hands and walked. The birds were singing, the sun was shining and best of all, he was starting a romance with a young, future reporter.

The End